Love, as powerless as it is, held on.
The innocents - we have been working on moving on from excessively grieving over them.
A girl alone in a burger shop deep into the night, waiting for dawn,
what have you lost?
Even love is prone to being torn apart. Oh your love.
Remembering your warmth. Oh tell me.
What is justice? Where can all the hatred go?
Oh baby, hey, who is God supporting? I wonder...

Dance, if a smile is like dancing,
Ever so slightly, the edge of the skirt would have become a hindrance.
A city adrift, each time I experience the ravishing presence,
I realized my unchanging self.

Grievance will eventually turn into kindness, Oh get back.
Protecting the compassionate people. What for me.
We gave our best living for this moment.
Oh baby, hey, who is God protecting, do you know?

It is because I've always believed in the future.
With you, who was born in this same era.

I yearn for a firm response, no no no.
LOVE YOUR LOVE, it has also become painful.

However, what is justice?
Where can all the hatred go?
Oh baby, but you must live. Tomorrow's way.

Even love is prone to being torn apart. No cry.
(Even if) it is not a sin, we must accept reality.
For the light that is shining brightly 10 years ago,
let's head towards tomorrow, for now.
I, too, long to go to your place.